Weekends in Carolina by Jennifer Lohmann

Author:Jennifer Lohmann [Lohmann, Jennifer]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Contemporary
ISBN: 9781460333716
Google: hfTEAgAAQBAJ
Amazon: B00HAZ5CNI
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2014-06-01T07:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

TREY TURNED OUT of the farm’s driveway onto Chicken Bridge Road and began the long drive back to D.C. On Old Oxford Highway, where old and new North Carolina sat across the street from one another, he thought he passed Kelly headed in the other direction.

The side of the road was already greener than it had been a month ago. The trees had an optimistic bend to them as they prepared to bud out. Birds swooped and danced with a sense of promise, prepared to forget the lean winter season. Fields were plowed. Persephone was not yet on the move, but she was awake and the world knew it. Nature was prepared to help her pull herself out of the darkness. He would have to pull his head out of his poetic ass if he was going to be any use to anyone at work.

He left the country scenery behind and drove through the city of Durham. Many of the gas stations and fast-food joints had been here when he was growing up. The tacquerias and tiendas were new. Durham was not the town it had been when he’d cheered his own escape, though he was grateful the small grocery store Max had shown him had survived all the changes, so he could stop in and buy a tub of pimento cheese on his way out of town.

When he pulled onto the interstate and shifted into fifth gear, Trey had time to think about the woman who’d enticed him down to Durham. How Max’s fear managed to keep a grip on her.

The Max afraid to take a risk didn’t match with his image of the woman standing, holding a rifle and shooting tin cans.

Like all things Max, this contradiction should be a sign that selling the farm to her—or someone else—come December was the right thing to do. Instead, Trey’s mind drifted south to the farm as he drove north. He wasn’t able to force his mind back to his work until he hit the D.C. suburbs.

* * *

MAX WAS BUSYING herself cleaning the kitchen when Kelly walked through the door. “Was that my brother I passed on the road?” he asked, helping himself to a glass of water before sitting down at the table.

Neither brother seemed to have noticed that someone other than their father lived in the house now. She should move the table and see if one of them tried to sit in the empty space.

“He came down for the basketball game. His friend Jerome had tickets.”

Behind the rim of his glass, Kelly’s brows were raised.

“What?”

He lowered his glass. “Why was he leaving the farm?”

“I guess he wanted to see his property,” she said peevishly.

The old wood of the trestle table swallowed the sound of Kelly’s glass hitting it. “My brother has the hots for you.”

Both Harris boys could jump off a cliff.

Kelly seemed unperturbed by her dirty look. “Speaking of hots, who’s the guy sitting on the porch of the barn?”

“Sean, one of my summer interns.

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